Alexander and I were uprooted from our only home and planted, forcibly, in a house, (that will never be a home), filled with dull colours and bad imagery. Crucifixes hung in every room and a bible adorned almost every table. […]

One month earlier. Death is a precarious thing. And yet it is not. It relies purely on chance but when it’s the end of your tether, you are ripped from yourself. My parents tether was far from finished […]

The sound of cracking glass woke me. For a few seconds I had no idea where I was, but then I remembered headlights and swerving, and a tree. I remembered my little brother screaming. A noise so loud and sharp. […]

When reading this, if you could indulge a strange Lady and listen to this song at the same time. Of Verona – Paint the Pictures. It helps with the setting. The absence of sound was deafening. Victoria had expected […]

It’s always scary following ones dreams, but one must persevere. I have the word ‘write’ as a wallpaper on my computer. But every time I see it I lose more faith in myself. I’m supposed to be following my dreams. […]

​My father died four days before Christmas. I know right, Merry fucking Christmas to me. I remember when my mom walked into my room, tears were streaming down her face. It took a few false starts before she could tell […]